After Those Years of Misery

In Australia, Chun Yuchen turned on the tracker of his watch and frowned when he heard the conversation between Zhao Fenglian and Tong Wenya.

"He Wenbo, find someone to look up this woman." He indifferently ordered.

"Yes, young master. Are you worried that she will be detrimental to Tong Wenya?"

"Don't ask so much, go and check."

"Yes, young master."

...

Zhao Fenglian put on a stick of incense, and stood in front of Tong Jianping’s portrait, crying and saying, “Director Tong, you know, I’m just such a daughter, I’ve long wanted to recognize her. When you were alive, I didn’t dare to recognize her. I'm afraid you think I robbed your child. Now that you are gone, I want to make up for her. Can you understand my mood as a mother?"

"He can't!" Tong Wenya said coldly: "Please go back."

"Xiaoya, why are you so cruel to your mother? Mom just wants to take care of you and compensate you."

"No, my parents are very good to me, there is nothing to compensate."

"Can you forgive mother?"

"Don’t forgive, you drug trafficking endangers society, you are irresponsible to society, you give birth to children, and are irresponsible to children. If it weren’t for adopting me, my parents would have biological daughters. They raised me for so many years. I won't betray my father when his bones are still cold. I will always be his and mother's biological daughter. Please come back!"

Zhao Fenglian sighed for a long time and said softly, "Well, I know we are not qualified to recognize you. Look at you, how thin you are now, give me a chance and let me take care of you for a while."

"Thank you, no need, I can take care of myself." Although Tong Wenya said coldly, her heart was somewhat moved.

She is also a mother, and of course she can understand the feeling of being a mother.

"Does your father want to see you so sad? He told me many times that he wanted to arrange for our mother and daughter to meet, but I refused. Xiaoya, he wants you to recognize us."

Seeing that Tong Wenya was silent, Zhao Fenglian quickly took the opportunity to say: "It's okay, the blood relationship is irresistible. It doesn't matter whether you recognize me or not, I'll buy some ribs and stew it for you."

After that, she didn't wait for Tong Wenya to refuse, she just slipped out of the door.

That diligence is definitely not like cheating. To pity the parents of the world, Tong Wenya really couldn't bear to refuse.

Dad, would you blame me for being soft to her? You will not, you are such a selfless person.

Tong Wenya squeezed her pocket tightly with her hands. Maybe it was too hard, her fingertips hurt and something pierced.

He reached into his pocket and took out a shiny brooch from inside. She almost forgot, isn't this the tracker Chunyuchen gave her?

No wonder she can always be found easily!

I'm afraid she is still within his sight now.

No longer wanting to have anything to do with him, Tong Wenya went to the kitchen and took a kitchen knife, smashed the brooch severely, and threw it into the trash can.

...

The Chunyuchen watch on the other side of the ocean continued to turn on the red light to alarm. He bends his lips, knowing that the woman would do this, and he really didn't disappoint him.

"Master, I found it. The woman's name is Zhao Fenglian and her husband is Wang Aijun. Both of them are drug dealers. Tong Wenya is their daughter. Back then, Wang Aijun was shot to death by Tong Jianping in order to protect their mother and daughter. Later, Zhao Fenglian went to jail, and Tong Jianping adopted Tong. Wenya, transferred from the original police station."

"So, Tong Wenya is indeed Zhao Fenglian's daughter?"

"Yes, young master."

"What does her mother do now? Is there any remarriage? The people around her are complicated and not complicated?"

"She found another boyfriend called Yuan Lin. Yuan Lin is a idler who specializes in deceiving middle-aged and elderly women and is supported by these women."

"Send someone to monitor Yuan Lin and Zhao Fenglian, and Tong Wenya will also arrange for someone to follow. She destroyed the tracker."

"Yes, young master."

...

Tong Wenya had locked herself in her father's house for a few days. Zhao Fenglian's arrival made her realize that she should return to reality. Song Chengsi was still hospitalized after her injury.

Having had a meal with Zhao Fenglian, Zhao Fenglian was moved by tears, she couldn't help but grabbed Tong Wenya's hand and repeatedly said thank you.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. Even if I can only cook you a meal, I am content."

"Actually, you don't have to be so humble. I haven't been by your side for twenty years. Haven't you been doing well?"

"No, Xiaoya, my mother's life was not good at all. My mother always dreamed that you were learning to talk and walk when you were a child. I still remember the first time you called your mother. You will call your mother in a few months It sounds good." Zhao Fenglian said with a choked voice with a smile.

Tong Wenya's eyes gradually became a little moist. She bit her lip subconsciously and asked softly: "Where do you live now? What work do you do? What are your plans in the future, do you have to get married again?"

"You still care about mom, Xiaoya, mom knows you care about me."

Needless to say, Tong Wenya also knows that as a person released after serving her sentence, it is not easy for her to reintegrate into society. Most of her have no permanent home.

"My father's house is empty. If you don't have a place to live, you can move here."

"Really? Xiaoya? Mom thank you so much. I...I also have a boyfriend, can I live with him?" Zhao Fenglian said, the lower her voice became.

"As long as he treats you sincerely, take him."

"Hmm, thank you my baby."

"What you are doing now?"

"Mom now works as a tally in the supermarket."

It seems that she is indeed a down-to-earth person, which Tong Wenya is very pleased.

"Thank you? How about I find a way to help you find an easier job."

"No no no, baby girl, you are good enough for your mother, and your mother is content. It's good to be a tallyman, much better than being in prison."

"Well, I'll talk about it later. I'm going out. This is the room key. If I don't come back one day, you can burn incense for my father. He can't break the incense here."

"Do not worry."

...

Song Chengsi was lying in the hospital, but Tong Wenya was always worried about him.

Her sorrow is self-evident when her father passed away. However, he could only lie down in the hospital and could not accompany her to comfort her.

"Hello, is it Mr. Song?" A man in a black coat walked into the ward and asked.

"Yes, my last name is Song."

"Our lady asked me to pass it on to you."

Miss them... Fang Shiqing.

Song Seung-si took the small box in his hand, and said indifferently, "Tell you misses, you don't need to contact you again."

The man in black didn't answer, turned and went out.

Song Chengsi opened the box and saw that there was a purple flannel box inside, and a shiny diamond ring was lying quietly in the flannel box.

"Cheng Si?" Tong Wenya's voice sounded at the door.